It was a sunny day. Too sunny. The type of sunny that just screams, "NO MORE HW!" Plus it was about 80 degrees (which doesn't say a lot considering today it was a high of 40). And so we decided a trip to Canal Park was in order. A suggestion of baseball gloves and a ball by yours truly was all it took and we headed out.
(By the way, those are our new apt buildings that are being built. They have no relation to this story and are mostly for Em and TT...I thought I'd throw them in.) So we played a little catch. Yep, Peggy, Amber and I all tossed the ball back and forth while we walked and talked. And somehow a random stranger ended up on my camera...any ideas how that got there...kitty?
Along the way we ran into some construction...well technically we ran BY the construction, not really into it...you get my point. And I spotted my old minivan tires in a lump of rotting rubber. In the third row over, 6 tires down. Can you see them?
Once again I would like to know how some random runners feet ended up on my camera too...Kitty? And a random boy sitting on a cliff overlooking the cold waters of Lake Superior (the BEST fresh water lake known to man-kind). And a cute boy taking some pictures of the Ore boat.
Next I had to pee so I did. And then we lost our kite in a tree. And found a really cool shaped tree. Oh and I found this great hat! (it's actually a building I tried to have it look like my hat!)
Finally the long hard ore boat blew off some steam as it entered the wet canal...(I did not make that up. Kitty did. She's sick minded. Not me.)
Why do guys "adjust" themselves when they walk by girls? Honestly.